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Show -5W-over- reactiaag to events a t the University. He had always thought of himself as calm in temperament. He had been anything but calm now for over a year. "Is i t different, say, playing in a quartet?" he asked. "Oh, yes," she replied. "For one thing, you have the music before you. Then, i t ' s comforting having others playing with you." The Professor's mind continued i t s analogy. The s t r i k e, as far as he was concerned, had no s c r i p t , not for him, at l e a s t . He had joined the Union for the comfort of the association with others, but he had, as yet, found l i t t l e comfort in i t. He said nothing about these matters. The subject of the s t r i k e had not come up t h i s v i s i t , and he was relieved. When they l e f t the restaurant, they had only to walk around the corner to the music school, which was located in a very old, but very a t t r a c t i v e red-brick building with an arched doorway. Inside, an ancient elevator carried them up three f l i g h t s to the h a l l . The h a l l I t s e l f was a small theaterl i k e room, with a baby grand piano s i t t i n g midway on the stage. As they took t h e i r seats in the sparsely-filled room, the Professor glanced a t the program he had been given at the door. It recalled the times in the past when he had attended such performances by his own children, except on those occasions a l l of the performers had been students of |
